Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Romania and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Bad Manners to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Cameo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Model 500,
Prince Buster,
Alison Limerick,
Electric Light Orchestra,
EPMD,
The Fuzztones,
Main Source,
Pet Shop Boys,
Alphaville,
Warsaw,
Make Up,
Section 25,
Kerri Chandler,
Donny Hathaway,
Mad Mike,
Ponytail,
Negative Approach,
Excepter,
Mary Jane Girls,
Carl Craig,
Lightning Bolt,
T. Rex,
The Flesh Eaters,
New Order,
Livin' Joy,
Duran Duran,
Chris Corsano,
Khruangbin,
Ice-T,
Amon Düül,
Marc Almond,
Sun Ra,
Shuggie Otis,
Can,
Quando Quango,
Vladislav Delay,
Man Eating Sloth,
Leonard Cohen,
Dark Day,
The Music Machine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
La Düsseldorf,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Robert Görl,
Junior Murvin,
Marine Girls,
The United States of America,
48th St. Collective,
Barclay James Harvest,
DJ Sneak,
This Heat,
Neu!,
Derrick May,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marmalade,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.